I try to play trumpet (something I can't do) over a simplistic drum beat and improvised piano.
The lyrics were written for my girlfriend. I made her a CD of songs to listen to while on an extended vacation to remember me by.
Your eyes are in your face,
Your eyes are in my dreams.
Your ayes are in every
Thought I ever care to think.
Your eyes reflect my smile,
And they project your style.
Your cries and lies are no surprise
When my eyes view into your eyes.
Your eyes are colored vibrant brown,
Autumn leaves fallen down.
Warm root beer moistening my sight,
Acting to counteract my every fright.
If therea€™s one thing you dona€™t realize,a€™
Ita€™s the beauty of your eyes.